"Call and blow myself up, and have the police throw me into fencing for eternity?"
The blind man sneered rudely and stroked the chimes placed around the room with shining eyes.
These things.
"What a shame, we can't take them all out, damn!"
As a professional tomb robber, his need for money is emm. A blind man is a blind man after all. No matter how much wealth he has in private, he will still bow down for 30,000 yuan.
"Could it be possible that so many treasures were left to rot in this damn place, or even be completely buried by a mudslide one day?"
"Later, I'll have someone build a secret house and put these things in there just to take good care of these treasures. Do you believe me?"
As he spoke, Hu Ming turned around and looked at everyone.
"Believe it, why not? The fat man and the blind man think so too."
Wu Xie rolled his eyes and complained.
"The Zhang family originally had a lot of these things. As far as I can remember, young children used them as toys."
The young man was a man who had seen the world, and he spoke remarkable words in his usual indifferent tone.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, considering the Zhang family's background, it is not difficult to understand why there was such a grand occasion during its heyday.
As for the fate of those treasures today...
When the Zhang family fell apart, it was either emptied out by the Zhang family's branch members, or confiscated in a series of subsequent changes...
"Brother is awesome! The Zhang family is awesome!"
"Okay, it's time to get down to business. How about this coffin? Should we open it?"
The blind man gave a nonchalant and exaggerated compliment, then shifted his gaze to the coffin in the middle of the room.
The specific material of the black wooden coffin cannot be identified, but judging from its appearance alone, one can see some Han Dynasty burial style mixed in it.
But more of them are styles that have never been seen before.
The few people who knew this were not surprised.
After all, the Luoyun Kingdom in the South China Sea, which is the country ruled by the South China Sea Net, is far away overseas and has little contact with the Central Plains.
There is not even the slightest trace of this country in the official history. The only traces can be found in some unofficial histories circulated in coastal areas and even in folk myths.
"Open, open, open. Damn, as a professional tomb robber, is it human to go into a tomb without opening the coffin?"
The fat man couldn't hold back any longer and was rubbing his hands and screaming with excitement.
"First, this is not a tomb, but a burial chamber. These things were moved here later by someone, um, that Yang Daguang. Of course, maybe this was their family's ancestral temple before."
"Second, I'm not a professional grave robber. I'm a certified professor of archaeology at a nationally renowned university, okay?"
Hu Ming was pointing out the Fatty's mistake in speaking, but he had already arrived at the head of the coffin. He looked at the Fatty and chuckled.
"The first two points are nonsense, what about the third?"
The young man always gets to the point, he said calmly.
"Third, it's going to thunder soon..."
Hearing this, Hu Ming looked up at the big clock hanging on top of the coffin.
"Thunder? Thunder? Hearing thunder?"
Wu Xie's face changed. In recent times, he had been studying these things too much and was too sensitive. He instinctively felt that something was wrong.
"Here we go, be careful!"
Suddenly, the big bell above my head trembled slightly, and the faint sound of thunder from the outside world was collected by this ancient sound amplification device and spread from the mouth of the bell.
The thunder became louder and louder. In an instant, everyone in the room subconsciously covered their ears, their faces showing some pain.
"Uncle Ming, what are you talking about? What will happen if there is thunder!!!"
Wu Xie looked at the expressionless Hu Ming, Hei Xia Zi and Xiao Ge who ignored the harsh sound, drew their swords and faced the coffin vigilantly. He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
These three great gods all look like this, obviously, there is something strange about the one in the coffin!
"In the eyes of some people, thunder contains the great secrets of heaven and earth. At the same time, thunder of a certain frequency also contains mysterious power..."
Hu Ming didn't care that his voice was drowned out by the thunder, he just felt a little emotional.
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
Thunder and lightning are different.
Lightning is just the discharge phenomenon caused by the collision of clouds, but thunder is subtly different.
If lightning strikes in the cloud, the thunder will be reflected many times in the cloud, and when the explosion wave decomposes, many sound waves with different wavelengths will be generated, which will be transmitted to each other.
At the same time, if the sound waves are reflected multiple times in the clouds, and if there are multiple lightning strikes at different distances and heights, the superimposed thunder will be different.
In addition, sound waves are also reflected when they encounter mountains, buildings or the ground, and some sound waves undergo multiple reflections.
These multiple reflections may be transmitted to the ears one after another within a very short time interval. At this time, it sounds like the thunder is long-lasting, like the feeling of grinding a mill.
In other words, the frequency, duration, etc. of thunder are all affected by the external environment.
Similarly, in this complex change, the thunder may really carry some important information.
Of course, Hu Ming had no research on this. To him, the thunder collected by this set of collecting devices indoors was probably no different from ordinary thunder.
However, the owner in the coffin didn't seem to think so.
Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was inevitable, in any case, the processed thunder coming from the big bell seemed to be telling the "rob" some information to that person's ears.
Crunch
The thunder gradually faded away, and the eardrums of several people calmed down a little. The sound of the coffin being turned over was so harsh.
Several people are very sure that, up to now, they have not yet opened the coffin to make a fortune!
The coffin was opened with very gentle movements, and a thin dark figure sat up from it, closing his eyes and listening to the lingering sound of thunder.
It was just a Zongzi, and they had seen a lot of it. But the Zongzi in front of them was different. It had seven ears growing on both sides of its head!
The auricles are densely packed together, bloated and ugly...
"Compared to this guy, Liu Er Mihou is nothing, just a little brother..."
The blind man exclaimed with a grin.
“Gugugu…”
As if he had gotten the information he wanted, Qi'er opened his mouth and let out a sound similar to an unconscious roar.
"..Damn it, it's this ancient and barbaric language again. That "Emperor Qin Shi Huang" really didn't lie to me!"
Hu Ming's face changed. Although he didn't understand what was being said, it wasn't the first time he had heard this kind of roaring language...
The blind man sneered rudely and stroked the chimes placed around the room with shining eyes.
These things.
"What a shame, we can't take them all out, damn!"
As a professional tomb robber, his need for money is emm. A blind man is a blind man after all. No matter how much wealth he has in private, he will still bow down for 30,000 yuan.
"Could it be possible that so many treasures were left to rot in this damn place, or even be completely buried by a mudslide one day?"
"Later, I'll have someone build a secret house and put these things in there just to take good care of these treasures. Do you believe me?"
As he spoke, Hu Ming turned around and looked at everyone.
"Believe it, why not? The fat man and the blind man think so too."
Wu Xie rolled his eyes and complained.
"The Zhang family originally had a lot of these things. As far as I can remember, young children used them as toys."
The young man was a man who had seen the world, and he spoke remarkable words in his usual indifferent tone.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, considering the Zhang family's background, it is not difficult to understand why there was such a grand occasion during its heyday.
As for the fate of those treasures today...
When the Zhang family fell apart, it was either emptied out by the Zhang family's branch members, or confiscated in a series of subsequent changes...
"Brother is awesome! The Zhang family is awesome!"
"Okay, it's time to get down to business. How about this coffin? Should we open it?"
The blind man gave a nonchalant and exaggerated compliment, then shifted his gaze to the coffin in the middle of the room.
The specific material of the black wooden coffin cannot be identified, but judging from its appearance alone, one can see some Han Dynasty burial style mixed in it.
But more of them are styles that have never been seen before.
The few people who knew this were not surprised.
After all, the Luoyun Kingdom in the South China Sea, which is the country ruled by the South China Sea Net, is far away overseas and has little contact with the Central Plains.
There is not even the slightest trace of this country in the official history. The only traces can be found in some unofficial histories circulated in coastal areas and even in folk myths.
"Open, open, open. Damn, as a professional tomb robber, is it human to go into a tomb without opening the coffin?"
The fat man couldn't hold back any longer and was rubbing his hands and screaming with excitement.
"First, this is not a tomb, but a burial chamber. These things were moved here later by someone, um, that Yang Daguang. Of course, maybe this was their family's ancestral temple before."
"Second, I'm not a professional grave robber. I'm a certified professor of archaeology at a nationally renowned university, okay?"
Hu Ming was pointing out the Fatty's mistake in speaking, but he had already arrived at the head of the coffin. He looked at the Fatty and chuckled.
"The first two points are nonsense, what about the third?"
The young man always gets to the point, he said calmly.
"Third, it's going to thunder soon..."
Hearing this, Hu Ming looked up at the big clock hanging on top of the coffin.
"Thunder? Thunder? Hearing thunder?"
Wu Xie's face changed. In recent times, he had been studying these things too much and was too sensitive. He instinctively felt that something was wrong.
"Here we go, be careful!"
Suddenly, the big bell above my head trembled slightly, and the faint sound of thunder from the outside world was collected by this ancient sound amplification device and spread from the mouth of the bell.
The thunder became louder and louder. In an instant, everyone in the room subconsciously covered their ears, their faces showing some pain.
"Uncle Ming, what are you talking about? What will happen if there is thunder!!!"
Wu Xie looked at the expressionless Hu Ming, Hei Xia Zi and Xiao Ge who ignored the harsh sound, drew their swords and faced the coffin vigilantly. He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
These three great gods all look like this, obviously, there is something strange about the one in the coffin!
"In the eyes of some people, thunder contains the great secrets of heaven and earth. At the same time, thunder of a certain frequency also contains mysterious power..."
Hu Ming didn't care that his voice was drowned out by the thunder, he just felt a little emotional.
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
Thunder and lightning are different.
Lightning is just the discharge phenomenon caused by the collision of clouds, but thunder is subtly different.
If lightning strikes in the cloud, the thunder will be reflected many times in the cloud, and when the explosion wave decomposes, many sound waves with different wavelengths will be generated, which will be transmitted to each other.
At the same time, if the sound waves are reflected multiple times in the clouds, and if there are multiple lightning strikes at different distances and heights, the superimposed thunder will be different.
In addition, sound waves are also reflected when they encounter mountains, buildings or the ground, and some sound waves undergo multiple reflections.
These multiple reflections may be transmitted to the ears one after another within a very short time interval. At this time, it sounds like the thunder is long-lasting, like the feeling of grinding a mill.
In other words, the frequency, duration, etc. of thunder are all affected by the external environment.
Similarly, in this complex change, the thunder may really carry some important information.
Of course, Hu Ming had no research on this. To him, the thunder collected by this set of collecting devices indoors was probably no different from ordinary thunder.
However, the owner in the coffin didn't seem to think so.
Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was inevitable, in any case, the processed thunder coming from the big bell seemed to be telling the "rob" some information to that person's ears.
Crunch
The thunder gradually faded away, and the eardrums of several people calmed down a little. The sound of the coffin being turned over was so harsh.
Several people are very sure that, up to now, they have not yet opened the coffin to make a fortune!
The coffin was opened with very gentle movements, and a thin dark figure sat up from it, closing his eyes and listening to the lingering sound of thunder.
It was just a Zongzi, and they had seen a lot of it. But the Zongzi in front of them was different. It had seven ears growing on both sides of its head!
The auricles are densely packed together, bloated and ugly...
"Compared to this guy, Liu Er Mihou is nothing, just a little brother..."
The blind man exclaimed with a grin.
“Gugugu…”
As if he had gotten the information he wanted, Qi'er opened his mouth and let out a sound similar to an unconscious roar.
"..Damn it, it's this ancient and barbaric language again. That "Emperor Qin Shi Huang" really didn't lie to me!"
Hu Ming's face changed. Although he didn't understand what was being said, it wasn't the first time he had heard this kind of roaring language...
